Category stories

Family Traditions at the Little Cabin: Fireflies, Fawns, and Fourth of July Magic

Forty-eight years ago, my husband and I honeymooned in a rugged log cabin tucked beside a northern Wisconsin lake. It had log walls, one cozy bedroom, a single bathroom, and a quiet magic that made it feel much bigger. We…

Silent Rock

Greetings fellow story lovers, I felt it again yesterday while hiking–the heartbeat of the woods. Does the pulse I feel come from all the creatures watching as I walk down their sun-dappled trails, or from all the past creatures that…

Moth Tears

Greetings fellow story lovers, Poet Ted Kooser inspired my muse with the following poem. Lobocraspis Griseifusa     This is the tiny moth who lives on tears, who drinks like a deer at the gleaming pool at the edge of the…

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